Zachariah Archangel Novels & Stories

HAVE you ever felt that you might be different? That, in this world, is not how the way you thought about it. But what if behind this beautiful world that you thought it was, lies the secret that would change your life? I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought.

"For the goodwill of heaven's council and by the votes of all fellow Angels, Laurent, is hereby relieved of his duties under the name of our lord, he has been exiled from the community of Angels and given the domain of fallen by the order of our lord. He may not hold any power over the godly actions taken by the Angels unless and until asked to do so. May lord give you his blessings." The announcer yelled out for everyone to hear. Laurent stood at the side clad in white, looking straight ahead, his yellow-green eyes cold as ice and hands wound behind his back like a soldier. His head held up, proud.

“How about an angel?” He nods. “It would have to be a very old Archangel or Seraphim. Archangels only reign in heaven, which would be hard for humans to enter unless they’re dead. And the only powerful Seraphim still currently living on earth is Mathias. Lukan would have been a candidate, but he’s also dead, and he was mated to a Cherubin. It can’t be Mathias for the obvious reason that he’s living freely and is mated to a young seraph. Plus, it would also have to be two unlikely pairings. There are none alive with that kind of power who are paired.” I contemplate the options but draw a blank. “Damn, I guess that brings us back to square one.”

I hide my dagger in the shadows before I start to swim near Leviathan. ‘I am not Belphegor’s henchman.’ I say. Perhaps starting to talk to Leviathan would allow me to get him to lower his guard. Leviathan has a weak spirit, but his strength is undeniable. If you ask me, I would say that he is just cowardly. ‘My name is Zarah and I am a hunter.’ ‘A hunter? Does that mean that you are going to kill me?!’ ‘No. I am not here to kill you.’ Drat. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that I was a hunter. ‘I am just here to see you.’

forth, he continued. "Oh oh oh. Just look what you did. You scared away my little lamb ”Rafael had watched Godric for a while and even appeared in a church for it. He thought she was pretty, if a little ostentatious. The blond angel could clearly see the burdens that Godric felt on him. But the loads were rather less of his specialty. It was up to Jibril to interpret and purify these burdens more precisely. In the eyes of Rafael, this father just looked pretty innocent and totally cute! He mentally thanked his master for having received this order. Godric meanwhile looked back and forth between the parties. Couldn't he finally be left in peace ?! First a cocky devil appeared here, then a to

Turning around, they beheld six of the seven Archangels standing tall, their arrival striking fear into the hearts of the Fallen Archangels. Asmodeus, now healed and standing behind Maria, realized she sought to spare him from the impending judgment of the Holy Archangels. He attempted to leave her side, but Maria's gentle voice, still laced with her human essence, urged him to stay, "Please, Asmo, don't get involved. This is not a fight you can win." Archangel Michael, completing the squad, appeared behind Asmodeus, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder, and whispering, "Listen to her, Asmodeus. This is not your war anymore."

' 'This is getting free credit for ourselves. Feeling high-spirited, Zakari was the first to collect his thoughts and laughed at Morticia. "We thought you were a human, but we never expected one of the well-known Twelve Martyrs would be here. You're daydreaming if you wish to rescue Archfiend Antigonus. I think you should surrender now." Zakari instantly erupted with divine power, ascended to the sky, and charged toward Morticia. Zuriel and Zavari followed closely.

Now, a collective group of people oversaw the events in heaven. They got to the hall in no time, the powers standing in front of the gate bowed and gave way for them to pass through. When Azaliah stepped in, she saw her guardian,Carshena, and five other cherubs seated at a long table. Her eyes went from one angel to another until it settled on the massive figure that sat at the edge of the table, Michael. She smiled at him and waved but the archangel only gave her a nod in response. She had heard about how he fought against Lucifer and how it affected him. He was given the title archangel of war after that and he barely smiled. Since there were no major battles, he stayed in heaven a lot sen

My legs are very weak and I have to cling to a dark wooden cabinet on which are several bottles of JB, causing them to stagger. -I was always there for you, Lailah. -I don't want to hear anything else, I don't want to know anything else. I want to go home. I want ...- And I'm not going to let that Azael get you in trouble. I'm going to use you to bring him here, and I plan to finish him off with my own hands. I will protect you. It's the last thing I get to hear before everything goes black. AZAEL

He’s the only one who flashes a smile but Azrael gave him a glare. The last boy was Radeuriel, has clean fringed-up chestnut brown hair and is the tallest and leanest. His ocean blue eyes fits with his long and narrow nose and thin lips that smiles eerily for Azrael. For an Angel, he has a piercing on his left eyebrow and lower lip. They were the Angel of Wrath, Mercy, the Earth, Command and the Archives, respectively. “Give this up. You know it won’t work.” Yerachmiel said, his voice is set as a quiver.